Like a desert sun that burns my skin, I’ve been waiting for her for so long.
Like a desert sun that burns my skin, I’ve been waiting for her for so long.
I’ve been waiting so long to be where I’m going, in the sunshine of your love.
No safety net: you get what you get, what you settle for.
Down the streets I’m the girl next door. I’m the fox you’ve been waiting for.
Livin’, lovin’ on the run, so far away from you.
I lost myself in a familiar song. I closed my eyes and I slipped away.
To be the best we got to pass the test we gotta make it all the way to the top of the mountain.
Yeah, when you call my name I salivate like a Pavlov dog.
Take a bow for the new revolution.
Bang a gong. Get it on.
Don’t wait for 18 and life to check this one out.
Alt rock with an ironic edge that still nonetheless rocks.
There are some powerful powerful, favorite favorite, classic classics going on here.
Without pretension, this album deserves best 1,000 albums ever project retention.
Amazing soundtrack from an amazing movie… almost too amazing? Nah.
Heavy metal is bestowed upon We Mere Mortals. And it is good.
This one trucks (vans?), hammers, and stomps.
The pinnacle of Pearl Jam’s output. At least so far.
It rocks out while having run rocking out while letting YOU know that they’re… oh, just keep on reading for more.
A work of psychedelicized funk/soul/rock bizarro-genius that you may choose to hit and/or quit.
An album to dig one last time under the Tahitian moon.
Wildly and gloriously weird punk-y art-meets-garage rock. Just dig it.
You want it, you need it, you got it… you got it!
Lots of AiC in slower-paced grunge mode? Yes please.
Great hard rock with just the right touch of prog rock-y flair.
They keep it low, they keep it hot, they keep heads covered.
Ooh, it’s my love. Ooh, it’s my own true love.
The supergroup comprised of Rage Against the Machine (minus Zach de la Rocha) and Soundgarden’s Chris Cornell finds their cohesive sound.
Well-crafted hair metal. You might say it’ll rock you like… a powerful force of nature.
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night.
Not including it would be akin to, say… breaking the law, for example?
Spooky cool carnivalesque organ against Misfits-ish dirty, fast-paced hardcore punk? Uh, yes please.
Rock ‘n roll meets proto-punk meets David Bowie-inspired early ‘70s glam rock. And chocolate and peanut butter (somehow?).
A delicious hamburger of fun early ‘80s rock ‘n roll.
An undeniable hurricane of thrashy, trashy, dirty, funky metal that gets under your skin like very few albums can.
Do I need to finally say it? Do I need to count it down?
It gets under your skin, holding a dark, rocking, and compelling power.
A great big blast of proto-punk angst and passion and loud crashing guitars.
A lesser work of one of great hard rock bands still easily makes this here list.
This is a (small!) collection of songs that demanded to make this list by a fun, brash, and talented band at their early best.
It’s delicate (grunge?), but it all clicks.
The definition of heavy metal.
Mia Zapata’s vocals matched with urgent, raucous, punky Seattle grunge energy.
Tight-as-a-drum, chugging, thunderous, and gloriously aggressive metal.
Steppenwolf is a blend of late ‘60s psychedelia and hard rock which, melded together, gets you the term Acid Rock.